Naressa Valdez Novels & Stories

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

Dean Alice continued, "So, I came to offer you a deal." I gulped as I asked, "What's that?" "You know Kristina Valdez, I heard the rumors and I don't care about your personal affairs but here's the deal. Miss Valdez is excellent in math but she's behind in all the other subjects in your class so your task is to help her improve her grades." She continued as she taps her long nails to the table, "I can give you a 95 grade in your co-curricular for the whole school year if she manages to get all line of 9 grades but if she didn't improve or even failed, kiss your 95 in co-curricular goodbye."

I said shocking myself because I don’t beg, I am the one who gets begged not to stop. We laid on the bed tired and spent, I watch him sleep, he looks peaceful, I grab the knife… I guess that is about to change. VALENCIA’S POINT OF VIEW “Hello sir, I am Valencia Torres, I really like kids and I would like to be the nanny to your twins.” I practiced in the rear view mirror of Nathan’s car as he drove us to Alpha Dario’s castle. I tried to relax but I really cannot, no matter how hard I try, I still feel really nervous, what if he does not think I am fit for the job? what if he thinks I am too young? I really really need this job.

Selena sat on the couch, a book in her lap, but she wasn’t really reading. Her mind was spinning with everything that had happened over the last few days. Nathan’s kiss, Adrian’s cruel words—it was all too much. Just as she was starting to feel overwhelmed again, Valerie strolled into the living room with a big, mischievous grin on her face. Selena raised an eyebrow. “What’s with the smile?” Valerie plopped onto the armchair, looking smug. “Oh, nothing. Just thinking about shaking things up a little.”

Embarrassment colored her cheeks as she quickly put the phone back to her ear. “I’m sorry—who is this?” “This is Alpha Nelson Divine’s personal assistant.” Her stomach dropped. “Alpha Nelson’s… PA?” “Yes, Miss Valdez. You heard correctly.” Her heart thudded painfully against her ribcage as her mind raced. “I-I know I offended your boss,” she stammered. “Please tell him I’m sorry. I’ll do everything I can to stop these posts from spreading.” “That won’t be necessary.” The PA’s tone remained professional. “I’m calling because Alpha Nelson wishes to see you.”

“LetRed me page three, lemme know what's been going on so far.” Georgia flipped to page three. “As you know Valentina married Lucas Caruso in November,” she said, matter-of-fact. “No public announcement before, and just private ceremony with no family invited. She moved into Bellavista Hills shortly after. Valentina is currently involved in a campaign for children’s healthcare as an ambassador of the Vescari foundation but she was put on a paid leave few weeks ago after a scandal Alecia was involved in. Aisha, the current sitting CEO on seat asked me personally if you would attend the upcoming screening event, she sent an official invite yesterday.”

Kayo spots her first and waves like they’re old friends. Kayo: “Neri! You survived Rowan’s equations!” Nerida’s laugh sounds like distant nebulae colliding. Nerida: “Barely. One of them tried to date me.” She pushes off the railing and walks over (tentacles curling politely behind her so they don’t knock anyone off the roof). Nerida (to me, soft): “You’re Celeste Valentina Morua-Tsatoke. The one who made the Sky Court kneel.”

Chapter 17 "What are you talking about?" Nora whispered, her voice shaking so badly she barely got the words out. Valencia laughed. It was a cold, high-pitched sound that bounced off the damp stone walls of the cellar. She walked slowly around the small altar, trailing her manicured fingers over the emerald green silk of the dress. "You really are clueless, aren't you?" Valencia mocked, stopping in front of the largest oil painting. "Her name was Elara. They were childhood sweethearts. Deluca was completely obsessed with her."

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

Valerie said, staring at the young man before her, not believing how crude he could be even if the girl had been a willing participant in their sexual games. He shrugged again, his gaze devouring her as he ran it from her head to her toes and back up again. “But it’s a hell of a lot of fun. What are you doing tonight? I could show you just how much fun we had the other night.” “I probably should introduce myself,” she said. “I’m Valerie Tanner. I’m one of the humanities teachers.” “Really?” he said, his lips pressed together in a smug smile as he nodded. “I’ve never bagged a teacher. You should definitely come over then.”